Vivid
and the truth is
i miss you.
Always have.
i miss you and the
things that never
happened, but are
so vivid in my
mind as if they
did.
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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